The Inner Most Feeling Of a Masochist 

     My mind races and my heart pumps, as the moment grows longer. ‘How much longer can
he keep me like this?' The thought echos through my mind, as he stands above me wielding a
heavy leather flogger. I am brought back to the moment by the heavy blows that are now being
rained down upon me.

     "Can you take this, Katrina?", he whispers into my ear. I nod slowly as I feel my back
begin to respond to the soft tendrils of the flogger caressing and tickling as they get slightly more
frequent. "Yes, my Lord!", I call out. As he reaches a hand out to slowly fondle my tits softly, my
knees begin to go weak. He knows what that does to me. He knows that the mere touch of his
hand can bring me to an almost instantaneous orgasm. As I shake and shudder under his fingers
stroking gently at my nipple, I watch his lips spread in a self satisfied grin.

     "Is that the best you can do?", I ask watching the grin turn into a slight frown. He looks
deeply into my eyes and brings the flogger down harshly on my ass. "How dare you! How dare a
lowly slave as yourself speak out of turn. That my pet is going to earn you a punishment." As I
realize just what a mistake I have made,  I cast my eyes down and drop my head. "I am sorry My
Lord. Forgive me."He pushes my shoulders forward and presses my face to the silk sheets of the
bed. "Spread your sexy legs slave. Show your master how sorry you are with your complete
obedience." I do as I am told spreading my legs wide arching my back. 
     
      "Now what am I to do with such a well spoken slave? Shall I take this..." I turn my head
hearing a slight rustle behind me, and find that he has picked up a leather ball gag. But instead of
a ball attached to it there is a hard plastic phallus. He leans over me, pressing his already hard
cock into the small of my back, and pushes the plastic phallus into my mouth fitting the straps
around the back of my head tightly. 

     "There I think that should do it. What do you think my worthless little cunt?" I do the
only thing I can do and nod my head feverently. "That is what I thought you unworthy whore"
With that he slaps my ass hard with the flogger.

     I moan softly behind the gag wishing it were the cock that I feel throbbing against my
back. Arching my back and pressing against him I moan a little louder looking back at him. 

     "You think you are worthy to feel my cock in you? You think that you are good enough
for me to enter?" He slaps my ass hard again pushing his hard cock against my back hard. "How
could you think you are worthy? Am I not punishing you for your misbehavior?" I drop my head
against the bed and cry against my gag. 

     "Tears my dear have no effect on me. You know that. Yet you always try them on me. Do
you really feel that bad about what you have done? Remember I know when you are lying, my
dear."

     



     I shake my head from side to side crying softly. "That is what I thought, love." Hearing
those words I tense slightly remembering my last punishment and all of the delightful ways he
tortured me. My pussy grows wet and I feel the first drops of my juices trickle along my cleanly
shaven pussy lips. Master will only play with a clean shaven slave.

     As I lay on the red silk with my knees barely touching the floor I sigh softly as Master
stands behind me. "Now what will I do with you. I can't very well leave you unbound. That will
only lead to more trouble."

     He reaches into the drawer next to the bed and produces a matching set of wrist and ankle
cuffs that make my breath quicken.

     "Do you know what I am going to do with these my pet?" I nod and begin to rise looking
at him. He nods a single nod and I rise to my full five foot four inch height. "You know how I
want you.", he says with a snap of his rough sexy fingers. At the snap I fall on my hands and
knees in front of him and kiss his bare feet quickly.

     "Are you truly sorry for your indiscretions my slave?"  I kiss his feet more feverently,
sucking and licking gently at toes. "Good. Although it is a bit late for you. You will be punished
for that slip of the tongue. Although I might wait a bit and use you for other things."  I slowly
begin to shake my head kissing his feet again. "What? Don't you wish to please your Lord and
Master?" I nod but look up into his eyes. "You really are sorry aren't you?"  I nod fast and lean
down to kiss his feet once more.

     He reaches down and pulls my hair hard, he takes my short hair into his fist and jerks my
head softly away from his foot. "Stop. I know you are sorry but this is pathetic. You know I do
not take pity on pathetic things. It only makes me scorn them. Do you wish to have your master
scorn you?" I shake my head fast and bow my head. "Very well." He snaps his fingers and points
to the middle of the bed room floor. I scurry quickly and kneel in what I refer to as the ‘Obedient
slave' position. 

     I kneel down sitting back on my heels, knees spread far, the cold air caresses the hot wet
folds of my now exposed labia. I bow my head and raise my chest, thrusting my large breasts
high, and softly against my gag. "Hush." Master utters slowly walking to my side.

     "Are you going to need that gag all night? Or will you be able to control your disobedient
tongue?" He reaches down and unlatches the buckle behind my head letting the gag fall into his
hand, I bow my head farther and clasp my hands at the small of my back. "Now that is a good
slave." I arch my back harder thrusting my tits higher awaiting his reaction. He breaths deeply
and lets out a soft yet deep moan. 

     "Slave undress me" My heart leaps and I kneel up lifting my hands to the buttons of his
untucked shirt. I slowly begin to unbutton his shirt biting my lip as his sexy chest appears
beneath  the growing gap in his shirt. I let my fingers trail along under the last button and I pop it
open quickly trailing my fingers up the center of his stomach. He breaths heavily as my fingers
near the middle of his chest. Knowing what a turn on it is for him to have his nipples teased and
played with I begin to drag my nails close to his small areolas. Before my nails can even touch
then his nipples become small hard miniatures of the cock that I can see making the front of his
pants push out. 

     I lean forward and press my lips to the hard evidence of his desire making him moan
loudly. He reaches down and stokes my short hair letting his fingers slide through it producing
goose bumps all over my body. "You know what that does to me Kat." He rests his hand on the
back of my neck stroking his fingers over the soft tender flesh.

     "Do you want to show me how sorry you are now?" I nod my head and press my lips once
more to his crotch nudging the button of his pants with my nose. I look up into his eyes and beg
with my own for him to let me take his cock out and put my mouth over it. He shakes his head
softly and pulls my head away.

     "That comes later my love. Now finish your job." As he says that I push his shirt off of
his shoulders and down his arms letting it fall behind him. I run my hands over his bare chest and
lean forward to kiss and tease his bellybutton loving the way his muscles ripple and tense as my
tongue teases him. Again I feel my head being pulled back gently. "No.", comes the stern
command. I realize by the tone of his voice that he is serious and begin to unbutton his pants
slowly. I use my teeth to unzip them letting my nose press against him. As I get to the end of the
zipper I press my nose into his pants and drink in his musky sent growing wetter at the thought of
the hours to come.

     He strokes the back of my neck again as I pull his pants over his hips and down his legs.
He steps out of them and I toss them on to the chair picking up his shirt and tossing that too. He
stands in front of me with his feel spread slightly and his cock standing straight in front of him
pointing at mouth. I long to press my tongue and lips to it but know better. As he stands there I
caress his thigh lightly awaiting my next order.

     "Now slave stand." I oblige and stand in front of him head bowed and hands at my sides.
"Good girl now turn around and bend over placing your hands on the dresser." I do as I am told
blushing deeply remembering with a last glance how perfect he is. As I stand in this position I
become more aware of all of my imperfections as I stare at my reelection in the mirror above the
dresser. Sensing this Master moves so he is close to me and runs his hands over my back.

     "My perfect Katrina. Always doubtful of yourself. How can I prove to you that you are
everything I have ever wanted and will ever want in a slave? Always ready to serve, playful,
attentive, rarely disobedient, and ever faithful. You are everything that I have ever looked for.
Your imperfections only make you more desirable to me my love. I love you. Not your body. Not
that your body doesn't drive me wild, which it does dear. But if you were in any other package it
wouldn't matter to me. As long as you are the person inside nothing else matters." Tears stream
down my cheeks as I look into his eyes reflected in the mirror above me. I want to turn around
and hug him close to me and tell him how much I love him and how sorry I am for ever
disobeying his rules. But I don't. Instead I bow my head and look at the dresser. I know he can
see in my eyes what I am feeling. It is something special we share. We can read each other
through our eyes, with one single glance either one of us can tell exactly what the other is feeling.

     "Katrina, my love, don't bow your head in shame." He reaches under my chin and lifts
my head to look at him in the mirror. He locks eyes and I cannot look away. He lightly stokes his
fingers over my back and I start to shiver lightly as his hands slowly follow the curve of my spine
down the top of my ass. I moan softly as he traces a single finger between my ass cheeks lightly. 

     "Are you enjoying this my pet?", he leans down and whispers in my ear, "You know how
much I love to see you enjoy yourself don't you?". With this he stands behind me bracing his
thighs against my legs and presses the head of his cock against my clit. "Oh Master please!!" I
beg, grinding my clit on to the hard pulsing head of his cock. He shivers slightly, moaning his
appreciation behind me.

     He presses his finger against my ass making me shiver and whimper. I look up to his
reflection watching his eyes trail over my firm ass. He begins to slowly circle my tight opening
with his fingertip. I sigh softly and lean down laying my heavy chest on the dresser top. Suddenly
he pulls his finger and cock away from me. 

        "Did I not tell you to put only your hands on the dresser?" he says in a disappointed whisper.
Instantly I realize what I have done and straighten my back like a rod. "Oh Master I am so sorry!"
I plead, "I did not think!" I begin to cry softly longing for the look of disappointment to leave his
eyes and be replaced by the look of lust and passion there the moment before. 

        I sob and whimper not knowing what my punishment will be for having committed my
second offence of the evening.

        Master grabs my wrists pulling them high above my head making me stand quickly on tip
toe. I look deeply into his eyes and see the slight look of regret as he turns me away from him.
"Now walk," he says roughly. I begin to walk in the way that all slaves should walk, knees high,
back arched, head high with chin raised, like a pony. He sits on the bed and snaps pointing to his
lap. I move quickly and lay across his thighs arching my back making my ass presentable to him
knowing I am to receive spankings as the least of my punishment.

        He begins to stroke the soft tender flesh of my ass as I relax into his lap. In a fast motion he
slaps my ass hard. I cry out loudly as I receive the slap with little warning. He begins to slap hard
reddening my tender ass.

     I moan loudly and curl slightly with each slap. The loud sound of his hand meeting my
ass fills the room.  I moan as his hand begins to rub my stinging reddened ass, his fingers trailing
along between my cheeks. I shiver and whimper as his soft touch brings goose bumps to my skin.
"Ohhhh, Master please forgive me! I didn't mean to disobey you..." I plead. "Please Sir I do not
mean to disobey I was simply getting caught up in you touch. You bring me pleasure to no end
with the simple look of your eye upon me. Your gentle touch sends my mind racing with
thoughts of your pleasure. Your soft whispers make my body sing. Master I love you. I need you
and your touch. My Lord I beg you, please forgive me," I look up at him slowly tears forming in
my eyes. His eyes show me love, compassion and forgiveness but his voice tries to cover his
emotions with a slight anger. "Do  you think you can get off that easy my pet? A simple 'I'm sorry
Master'?" 

     His tried to sound gruff and still angry, but his hands and eyes told a different story. His
finger trailed lightly to the tight little opening circling it with one finger gently. His other hand he
brought around my waist as he slid back onto the bed. He pulled me to my knees pushing my
chest to the bed pulling my arms behind my back. Master reached to the bed stand taking a metal
clip from the stand. He clipped the rings on my cuffs together rendering my arms useless. As he
held my wrist to the small of my back he moved behind my pressing the hard head of his cock to
my thigh. I moan and whimper at the warm pulsing flesh against my leg.

     He puts his hands around my waist pulling me so my back is arched hard. He reaches
again and takes two clips from the bed stand and clips them to my ankles. I moan loudly as he
spreads my legs, forcing my ass and pussy spread open causing my thighs to quiver softly. I try in
vain to look back at him as I feel his weight settle in between my legs.  He simply whispers,
"Don't even try." I sigh my agreement relaxing into this position. 

     He leaned down kissing my hip softly, his lips making the soft kissing noise that drives
me absolutely wild. I sigh and moan as his lips follow an invisible trail to the little dimple at the
beginning of my ass. My eyes soften and begin to flutter as he trails his tongue lightly down
across my tight little opening causing my hips to sway gently against his mouth. His tongue
fluttered gently causing a low purr to rumble from my throat. 

     I heard his soft sighs and moans as he began to lick and nibble softly at my tight muscles,
his teeth grating soft causing spasms of pleasure to emanate from my already dripping pussy.
"Katrina," he whispers softly, "your pussy is absolutely drenched, my love." As he says this I feel
his fingers spreading my thick pussy lips wide. I feel the cool rush of his breath and suddenly I
feel his weight shift slightly as he brings his other hand softly down, slapping my pussy softly.

     I can hear my wetness in his slap and feel the way his fingers slide gently on impact. He
leans down once more to teasingly lick my ass, sending hard shivers over my body. He slides his
fingers gently over my clit pinching it ever so softly between his fingers as I moan and rock my
hips for his touch. He kneels gently behind my and slides the head of his cock along my wet lips.
I can only imagine the look of my juices making his cock glisten in the soft light. My pussy
pulsed and contracted around nothing making me long for his cock all the more. As he slid it
gently to my pulsing opening I rock my hips trying to get him to plunge his cock deep. 

     He pulls back gently letting his cock tickle my slick clit once again. I moan loudly
becoming slightly frustrated at the yearning between my thighs. I hear a soft growl from behind
me as he strokes my asshole softly with his finger. He slides his finger gently to my aching pussy,
then roughly thrusts it deep inside me pressing against my g-spot making my scream softly. I
begin to rock my hips against his finger as he pulls it out slowly. He marks a trail from my pussy
to my ass pressing his finger against my tight muscles urging me to relax softly with is sighs and
moans.

     "My god Kat, with you in that position you make me wilder than anything else. Your firm
round ass thrust in the air begging me to fuck it hard, yet at the same time making me want to
make love to it gently waiting for you to cum, your muscles tightening around me as your waves
of pleasure wash over you. Kat you are exquisite." I moan under him as his finger presses trying
to push through my tight muscles. I moan and whimper loudly as he pushes his finger slowly in.
To his first knuckle then pressing deeper until his finger is fully inside me. I quiver and shake as
he wiggles his finger pressing my g-spot from my ass. He pulls his finger out slowly and rubs the
muscles slowly making my ass relax further.
                                   
     I moan and sigh loudly as he presses his hard cock to the opening of my pussy. With my
being so wet he slides the head easily in rocking it slightly side to side. I scream and bite the silk
of the sheets as he suddenly plunges his full length into me grinding his hips hard against mine
sending a wave of sensual shock through my body. I scream louder as he thrusts slowly a few
times then pulls out completely. I whimper and begin to protest as he presses the hard tip of his
cock to the relaxed, yet still tight, muscles of my ass. I shiver and breath deeply as he slides the
tip softly up and down my crack gathering wetness from the edge of my pussy pulling it back to
my sensitive tight opening. 

     As I begin to press back against him he pushes my hips forward keeping me in place. 
"No Katrina this is part of your punishment," he grunts. He begins to press gently with his cock
making me whimper softly. I feel the tip begin to move slightly. My ass slowly gives to let him
enter. I scream softly as he slides the first couple of inches in and thrusts slowly in and out before
pressing the rest of his cock deep within my ass. I scream and moan in ecstacy as he begins to
thrust gently. His hands gently stroking my hips and thighs as he moans his obvious pleasure. 

     I yearn to thrust back on his cock impaling myself upon him, yet I know that if I do
Master would be furious. He knows what he is doing, how I long to thrust back and have him
fuck me hard, that is why this is such a punishment for me. I scream and moan trying to keep
absolutely still as he begins to thrust slow and deep in my ass. Each of his thrusts cause my
screams to come louder, out of my control, completely in his. 

     As he begins to moan and sigh behind me his fingers begin to knead my hip. I feel his
nails gently dig in leaving their mark up on me. I can almost see the slight impressions in my
minds eye, driving me almost insane. I scream louder than I have ever scream as he begins to
slam his hips against mine. "Oh Master I love you!" I scream to him. "My pet, what I have I told
you about talking while your ass was full?" he retorts with a hard spank. I moan loudly and arch
my back knowing he can feel the play of my muscles around him with my every move. Master
spanks harder leaving a red hot feeling in my ass. "You think you are so smart Katrina? That my
cumming will alleviate you of this punishment? Naive child, that you are not. If you do a thing to
make me cum a moment sooner than I plan you will have hell to pay," he rains the blows upon
my nicely warmed up ass. 

     I moan and sigh knowing that if I move once more that he will come. He begins to thrust
faster causing me to tighten my thigh muscles to keep steady. Master is genius in his plans. I
knew that from the very beginning. The night he tied me up to lick, nibble, and massage every
part of my body but the places I longed to have touched the most. Yes, I am lucky to have such a
Master. I try to occupy my mind, letting it wonder with the nights and punishments passed. The
long nights of sexual torture that ended in his arms weeping of ecstasy and love. The mornings
with their surprise chains and cuffs. The night he told me he loved me. That night not so long ago
when he revealed his deepest love for me, the collar that told of just how highly he thought of
me. The contact I gladly signed saying I was his until we found a reason for my not being there. 

     As he pounded hard into me, slowing down as he neared climax tears sprung to my eyes. I
began to weep from the love that I felt, the pride in knowing I was his, the feeling of his love for
me. Even as he punished me he could never punish fully, always a soft touch or a light kiss to
show that, yes he was disappointed but still loved and respected me as his slave. I began to feel
that euphoric sensation as his spanks and slaps sent shocks of pleasure through me. My pussy
dripping, my juices sliding down my thighs. Screams emanating from my throat out of my
control or grasp. 

     The sound of his breathing and moaning behind me the feel of his hips meeting mine. The
echo of his spankings through out the room. All bringing me ever closer to a climax of my own. I
moan and scream barely able to control my hips as they long to have a mind of their own.
Suddenly Master pulls out and away. My eyes spring open and my head twists to see his hips still
bucking gently with yearning to cum. He looks down upon me with such love and devotion.
"Such an amazing woman who has chosen to give herself completely to me," he moans down at
me. 

     Tears fall heavily down my cheeks as his words register in my mind. "Such a loving,
caring, devoted, amazing Master who has chosen me to receive his gifts," I whimper softly
becoming slightly choked up. I can tell he wants to punish me more for my slip of the tongue.
But my words cut him deep and I see tears gather in the corners of his eyes. He leans over me
pressing himself to me, kissing my neck gently and whispering soft into my ear, "No other has
ever captivated me as you have my love. From the moment I met you I saw that look in your
eyes. The look of an innocent child. You deceived me with that look. Yet somewhere deep down
you are exactly that, an innocent child that longs to play games. I love you my pet, you are my
world. You are my reason for being. No one has ever brought out this side of me before."

     I moan and cry softly longing to hold him close. I whimper an inaudible reply as he bites
my neck hard. "You know as much as I do that these kind words and  your being bound are a
punishment are they not my love?" he says with a sly grin in his voice. "The fact that you cannot
hold me like you wish. Your not being able to tell me how you feel. The way your mind works is
not a mystery to me. You are my pet, property, I know you better than anyone ever has and ever
will. I know you Katrina. You cannot hide. Let yourself go and just feel me here with you. Feel
my love and all I have to offer. Accept it for what it is. Nothing more nor anything less. Love me
Katrina. Let no others take my place."


     With that he thrusts deep into my gushing pussy grinding his hips into mine. My muscles
clench around him as he begins to thrust deep and hard. I scream out my love for him as his cock
tears into me. I moan as he reaches over to pick up the paddle on the bed stand. With the first
smacks I begin to cum. Master pulls his hard cock, the thing I long for almost as much as the
paddle on my ass, away quickly not wanting to cum this quickly. He smooths his hand over my
hot flesh and brings the paddle down once more. "Katrina you know I love you, do you not?" he
says as he slams the paddle down harder. "YES MY LORD!!" I scream through my tears. He
begins to paddle my ass furiously letting me know that he still hasn't lost his edge. Letting me
feel his anger at my disobedience earlier. 

     I moan and writhe under the paddle just as Master likes. I swing my hips back to meet every smack of the paddle curling my hips in as the smooth wood caresses my hot flesh. I feel his
lips gently on my welts and reddened skin, making me moan and cry softly. "My love you know
how I love the reddened glow of a freshly paddled ass. And we have only just begun your
punishment tonight. You disobeyed twice," with the next word out of his mouth he brings the
paddle down hard and fast, "TWICE! How dare you?! I take all of my time and love to train you,
and this is how you repay me slave?" His voice lowers and his tone becomes one of a chastising
nature. "Katt what am I to do with you? I know you cannot be perfect. That isn't what I want. But
two offences in the same night? That cannot be tolerated." With that he brings the paddle down
hard and fast. "Now count!"

     I squeeze my eyes shut tight as the blows rain down upon me and count softly. "One, two,
three..." I begin to cry as the blows become harder and begin to hurt more. "Louder!" Master
says. "I want to hear the quiver in your voice at each impact! Now count!" 

     "ONE! TWO! THREE!..." I count with each blow. I scream each number as my ass begins to boil. When I reach twenty-five Master puts the to my lips. I kiss and lick the paddle lovingly letting my lips and tongue find their way to his fingers gripping the paddle. I kiss his fingers and move my way to his hand showing him how greatful and sorry I am. I try to let him know through the kissing and licking that I will try never to make him angery again, but also that I am lucky to have a Master who knows how to punish me properly.

	As my lips near his wrist he pulls his hand from my lips dropping the paddle upon the bed slapping me hard across the face. I moan loudly as my eyes glaze over in satisfaction. For that signifies the end of my punishment. Although part of me longs for the paddle once more, to have Master paddle my ass until I cry for him to stop, yet keep going through my tears. Bringing me to the euphoric place in my mind that accompanies the endorphines brought on by a long hard paddling. I yearn for Master to bring me to that place once more, where my muscles relax more with every stroke of the paddle. I long for the total relaxation and sense of being lost in my mind. The way every fiber of my being becomes his ever more with each strike. Master knows this and playfully slaps my cheek once more.

	"My pet I know what you want," he says with a hard slap that makes me turn my head. I cast my eyes to the silk sheet beneath me blushing a deep crimson as I feel myself start to become aroused once more. As if I had told him just what was happening I feel his hand move to cover my aching lips, pressing softly, yet firmly, against me. I feel my pulse against his hand as he squeezes gently. The soft moan that escapes my lips seems to be just what Master wanted from me.

	As I begin to moan and whimper under his hand he reaches behind me and unclips my hands. But I do not move them until he tells me I can. I lay with my back arched hands clasped at the base of my spine awaiting his permission. 

	His next words bring tears to my eyes for no apparent reason. Master sighs softly and looks down upon me lovingly, "My love you are sublimely superb. The curve of your spine so delicious to the eyes. The way you arch your back in anticipation of my next move, the soft moans and whimpers, along with the shivers and shudders is enough to make me cum in itself."

	I struggle to keep the tears back closing my eyes so he does not see. But his lips on my neck let me know he has noticed the tears welling behind my closed lids. "Katrina how many times must I tell you? You are perfect. It is not just your body that I see. In fact your body is the last thing I noitce about you. The first things I noitce are your beautiful eyes, the way they show how you seem to always be plotting something in that brilliant mind of yours. Next is your smile, how freely it srpings to your lips when I am around. Then comes your demenor, how eager you are to please me. The way you try your hardest, making me struggle to find reasons to punish you. The way you sometimes can't help yourself and pour your heart out to me for no apparent reason. The free flow of your emotions, the way you look upon me with such devotion and love, the twinkle in your eye when I come across something you love, the devlish grin you get on your face when you think of times past... Must I continue? Katrina I love you. I not only love you, but I am in love with you. You are the love of my life. No one has, or ever will, come close to your perfection in my eyes. Not one thing can I find about you that doesn't drive me wild," he says tears springing to the corners of his eyes. "My perfect pet you are mine. I will never let you go. I have found what I want."

	I begin to sob my body shaking gently. I think of the rough times that we had before, how I almost lost him. Before he knew what he wanted. No that is the wrong thing to say. He knew what he wanted. He just didn't think he could handle me. He thought I was too much to handle at that time. I remember the ways I tried to make him see that I wasn't going to love anyone but he. The feelings I had for him never once faultered. But once upon a time I had to hide them deep down pretending that I was merely interested as a friend. I remember the nights I cried myself to sleep wondering just what I had done wrong. The way I had thought that I was in the wrong for wanting his love when he said he couldn't provide it. The way I tried to convince myself that I should just let him go. Yet the night he told me he still loved me begins to come back to me. I begin to smile beneath my tears.

	"What is that grin for my pet?" Master says with a playful swat on my ass. "Just remembering something is all, Sir," I say with a soft chuckle. I feel his hand grip my pussy hard his finger sliding deliciously deep into my wet center.

	"What are you remembering my dear?" he says with a thrust of his hand. "You master!" I moan loudly. He begins to kiss my neck and nibble my ear gently as he pushes deeper into me. "The way I almost lost you," I say through a moan. He thrust his finger deep and hard causing a soft scream of pleasure to push past my lips echoing softly throughout the room.